In the personal space of Infinite Space Yang Pan.

At this time, Yang Pan was sitting in front of the long crystal table in the courtyard, fighting to the death with the barbecue on the table in front of him.

At this time, the battle on the dining table was going great. Yang Pan relied on his devil's mouth and his black hole-like stomach to kill the barbecue on the table. In a short time, all the barbecue was annihilated in his stomach.

After finishing the barbecue, Yang Pan picked up a crystal cup that contained 1 liter of blood-red liquid next to him and drank the liquid in one gulp.

"Snapped."

Putting the empty cup in his hand on the table, Yang Pan exhaled, "Ha, this dinosaur blood wine tastes pretty good."

After eating and drinking, Yang Pan stood up, took out the concentration pipe from the storage space, lit it, and held it in his mouth.

Looking at the wine glass on the table and the concentration pipe in his mouth, Yang Pan felt a little emotional. In the real world, he was a good young man who did not smoke or drink, but he learned everything not long after entering the infinite space.

Shaking his head to get rid of these thoughts, Yang Pan stretched out his hand and pressed it on the table in front of him. Suddenly the entire table and the tableware and wine glasses on the table turned into a red fire energy, and then dissipated in

in the air.

After this period of use, these tableware also had some stains on them. Yang Pan, who was too lazy to clean them, simply disintegrated the entire table into energy and remade it the next time he used it.

After dissolving the table into energy, Yang Pan looked again and saw that it was less than half an hour until the space mission started.

Seeing this, Yang Pan stepped towards the crystal weapon rack aside and looked at the Crypt Blade and Bone Knife-Dragon Tooth placed on it.

After thinking for a while, Yang Pan carried the Crypt Blade behind his back, put the Bone Knife-Dragon Tooth into the storage space, then adjusted the Violent Claw around his waist and the equipment on his body, and checked the storage space.

items in.

After ensuring that everything was safe, Yang Pan said, "Let's start the space mission."

"There are still 22 minutes until the start of the space mission. Yes/No, start the space mission in advance."

"start."

"The mission was successfully started in advance. Special Junior Executor No. 97762 wishes you success in your mission."

Looking at the prompt information of Infinite Space, Yang Pan grinned and said, "When did Infinite Space become humane? You wish me success in my mission? Haha, this is really a blessing... Wow."

Before Yang Pan could finish his words, a light blue light door appeared in front of him and sucked him in, followed by the familiar feeling of being thrown into the toilet.

After complaining in his mind that the teleportation experience in infinite space was still so bad, Yang Pan immediately lost consciousness.

When Yang Pan regained consciousness again, he was already in a deep mountain forest with dim light, and the light blue barrier surrounding him also dissipated as he woke up.

After shaking his head, which was a little uncomfortable due to the toilet teleportation, Yang Pan did not rush to open the infinite mark to check the mission world and space missions, but began to carefully look at the surrounding environment.

Judging from Yang Pan's past experience in performing space missions, every time he enters the mission world, he will be "warmly welcomed" by local residents. Although he doesn't know the specific reason, he thinks this time will be no exception.

At this moment, the rustling sound of leaves suddenly came from the surrounding woods, and then two "whoosh" sounds were heard, and two dark arrows were like two black lights.

It flew out of the woods and shot straight towards Yang Pan.

Yang Pan, who was already alert, raised his left arm, which had been covered with silver-gray armor for some time, in front of him the moment the arrow flew towards him. At the same time, his right hand had quietly grasped the sickle of the crypt blade behind him.

handle.

Only two crisp sounds of 'stirrup' and 'stirrup' were heard, and the two arrows shot towards Yang Pan's front door hit his silver-gray arm armor and were directly bounced away.

After blocking two arrows with his left arm, Yang Pan shouted low and waved his right hand holding the crypt blade violently. The sharp sickle blade with cold light plunged directly into the ground in front of him.

Suddenly, the rocky thorns filled with the black energy of death extended towards the direction from which the arrow was shot.

Shortly after the thorns extended into the forest, Yang Pan heard several painful wails of wild beasts and several shouts of unknown meaning coming from the forest.

Listening to the sounds coming from the forest, Yang Pan had a rough guess about the identity of the 'greeter'.

Yang Pan's guess was quickly verified.

Accompanied by several wild dog-like howls, several huge wargs with messy gray fur and sizes comparable to calves rushed out of the forest and rushed towards Yang Pan.

Looking at these terrifying wargs with ferocious faces and huge bodies, Yang Pan thought to himself that if such creatures existed in reality, the so-called top land predators such as lions and tigers would probably be laid off.

While thinking about it, Yang Pan converted the energy in his body into the attribute of death, and at the same time, he swung the crypt blade in his hand that was constantly exuding black energy, and struck the three wargs that were charging towards him with a horizontal slash.

“Puch!”*3

"Plop!"*3

The heads of the three wargs were chopped off by Yang Pan with one blow and rolled aside. Three pillars of stinking blood spurted out from the broken necks of the headless warg corpses, and the three warg corpses fell directly to the ground.

Killing three wargs with one blow, Yang Pan did not pause. He clenched a fist with his armor-covered left hand and burst into flames.

Black death energy quickly wrapped around him, and then punched the head of the warg that rushed from his side.

With a crisp sound of bone cracking, the charging warg was knocked away by Yang Pan's punch. Its nose and upper jaw were distorted and bloody, and its entire head was covered with a faint black air. Soon after it fell to the ground, it

Died painfully.

After punching the warg away, Yang Pan groaned and instinctively took a step forward. It turned out that when he was fighting the warg just now, several more arrows flew out of the forest and hit him.

On the body.

Although these rough arrows could not even penetrate heavy steel armor in ordinary form, the power attached to the arrows still had some impact on Yang Pan.

At the same time, one of the wargs that had rushed out of the forest saw the opportunity and suddenly opened its mouth to bite Yang Pan, but Yang Pan blocked it with a weapon and bit the sickle handle of the crypt blade.

At this time, more than a dozen half-orc wolf cavalry wearing dirty and worn-out armor, holding machetes, hammers, or crude bows and arrows rushed out of the forest not far away.

Looking at the ferocious-looking warg in front of him biting the blade of his crypt blade, and listening to the roaring shouts of the orc cavalry not far away, Yang Pan snorted coldly and said lightly, "Huh, this group of rubbish is really annoying."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Pan flicked his hands to throw the warg that was biting the blade of the crypt directly to the side, then raised his right foot and stepped heavily on the ground.

As soon as this kick fell, the ground nearly a hundred meters around Yang Pan began to shake violently, and at the same time, black and sharp death thorns continued to pierce out from the ground.

Crypt Lord Soul Fusion Skill-Earthquake!

The half-orc wolf cavalry, who were still aggressive at first, were frightened by the huge momentum caused by the earthquake skill.

The ferocious and mighty wargs turned into peeing local dogs, their limbs lying limply on the ground, while those cruel and ugly orcs also fell to the ground like gourds rolled on the ground one by one, with their noses crooked and their faces bruised and swollen.

If the shock alone would not kill this group of orcs and wargs, what is truly terrifying are the death thorns that pierce out from the ground.

Accompanied by the sound of "puff" being pierced through flesh, sharp and sharp death thorns were stabbed out from the crowd of orcs and wargs. Each orc and warg were stabbed by death like candied haws.

It penetrates the body and hangs in the air.

Those who are more lucky will be pierced by the thorn of death and die directly without any pain.

And if they are unlucky and are not directly stabbed to death by the death thorn, then their pain will come.
Chapter completed!